The Serial Kind (Live)
Sometimes I feel like prowling around,
Victims are numbered, there's nowhere to hide from me
Inside my mind darkness you'll find,
Do you ever wonder, what really goes inside my mind?
Oh yeah, the killer's mind?
Oh yeah, the serial kind
Curiosity will kill the cat,
Society wants to put me away,
They think I'm vicious and a little insane, hmm no
If they only knew, there's more out there like me
There must be somebody else inside.
Victims are numbered, there's nowhere to hide from me
Inside my mind darkness you'll find,
Do you ever wonder, what really goes inside my mind?
Oh yeah, the killer's mind?
Oh yeah, the serial kind
Curiosity will kill the cat,
Society wants to put me away,
They think I'm vicious and a little insane, hmm no
If they only knew, there's more out there like me
There must be somebody else inside.
Credits
Writer(s): Julieta Randal
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